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Agalloch - Dead Winter Days lyrics
There lies a beauty behind forbidden wooden doors A beauty so rare and pure, it would make human eyes bleed and burn... ...She killed herself in the fall... I am the unmaker, I bring death to the beautiful dawn With pillor, cold, and a legion of dying angels... ...I killed myself in the spring... A grim bough had hung me high I sank the fires of the Sol Here, nightfall reigns I oppose the light I gather the storms with a sword I wield with hate I shot down the sun with bow and flame Pillorian for the dead winter I am the unmaker The pillorian...the ending I...die... I damn you the dead winters... [Music by Haughm/Anderson/J. William W. (2/97 - 11/98)] |
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